23 thoughts on “General George S. Patton Believed That In His Past Lives, He Was…”

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for those who want to laugh, laugh for those who are serious continue reading. I have had vision in I was younger before my love for history grew. These vision was me as General George smith Patton, these visions layered turned out to be past memories about true documentation. I’ve had these vision when I was 7 I didn’t start learning about this till I was 9. These vision are historically true and therefore I believe that I was General Patton in my past life. As we also share many of the same qualities and opinions of life. Thanks for your time

I completely understand! I’ve had what I thought were “stories”, and later had full on visions while awake and sober of both drugs and alcohol. I found my one of my lives story and all.
What weirds me out about this whole Alexander thing, I do NOT understand completely and out of all the past life stuff I foolishly discus in the open this is one I don’t b/c I feel foolish myself. It made me wonder, “maybe all these visions aren’t my lives, but to steer me to learn a lesson?
When I meditate on “characters” I close my eyes and sometimes like to get a feel for how they might carry themselves, enjoy, “talk”, ect… one I kept getting this powerfully rich man. Pouty like lips, but when he walked it was like Rocky horror Sweet transvestite. I knew he liked men, and had NOT a clue what time period. He reminded me of some posh girly european with the pillars and all.
Anyway one day I had some crazy stuff come to me, and I was confused but felt as if this “guru” was trying to get through to me. He emphasized never assume and CONSTANTLY in due time! in due time! I couldn’t get a sense of what kind of “person” he was. Just older and much wiser. I had a vision, not the most vivid but still a vision, of being in this round pillar like structure and people were cheering for me. Something about a seventh level. (I know this sounds like a story and insanity but it gets weirder) years later I guess that same “character” man crossed my mind. I remember this thought of a person being dragged by his arms by a horse, but I assumed it belonged to another life, what ever they are, that I was much more aware of. I remember sitting down on a chair next to my bed and the phrase “I am Alexander…. ” popped into my head as great trailed off faintly. I honestly didn’t know who he was as my history class was a joke. I was in the low classes and my main world history course was run by an old man about ready to retire who didn’t give two shits. I honestly wasn’t interested in history unless I felt like I could relate.
Anyway, I got really excited b/c I had a feeling that was the guy and my first thought was did he like men. I ended up watching a video about him and some things weirded me out such as the things this “guru” told me were things aristotle told Alexander. I had a vision before this of a boat on shore at night. I could see little dark windows along the bottom. I first thought this was to a colonial “story” then possibly a spanish exploration story, but then when they said he landed at night to this one place to attack I wondered if it was that. There’s lots of other crap but yeah…oh yeah the fact I was drawn to this story of the “lazy” philosopher who believed life should be about relaxing. I was shocked to learn Alexander was the kind to confront.
nEwayz, probably doesn’t mean anything, and if it does it doesn’t matter.
I think the main this is I need his vigor I think b/c for a long time I gave up on life a bit. fell into drugs and got so caught up in emotions. nEwayz yeah…

Sorry, but no. Patton was in action during World War One, with the then new tank machines, at the Battle of Saint-Mihiel and in the Meuse-Argonne Offensive of 1918. That was hellish indeed. While Patton was recuperating from his wounds from that battle, hostilities ended with the armistice of November 11, 1918 (which happened to be Patton’s 33rd birthday).

From Wikipedia, which barely counts as research at all, Patton’s time in WW ONE:

“While in France, Patton REQUESTED a combat command. Pershing asked him to undertake the establishment of a Light Tank Training School for U.S. troops, to which he agreed….

Patton’s Light Tank Brigade was part of Colonel Samuel Rockenbach’s Tank Corps, which was in turn part of the American Expeditionary Force. (Patton was not in charge of the Tank Corps as has often been misreported.) The 304th Tank Brigade fought as part of the First United States Army.

Patton commanded American-crewed French Renault tanks at the Battle of Saint-Mihiel and in the Meuse-Argonne Offensive. On September 26, 1918, Patton was wounded in the left leg while leading six men and a tank in an attack on German machine guns near the town of Cheppy during the Meuse-Argonne Offensive.[6] The only survivors were the tank crew, Patton, and his orderly Private First Class Joe Angelo, who saved Patton and was awarded the Distinguished Service Cross.[18]” [my capitalization]

Patton led an assault on a machine gun nest on foot. Yes, this sounds like a coward to me.

Pattons mind and abilities at military startagy and boosting soldier morale was worth more than his blood thirsty heart being on the front lines. That’s why they still let him give speeches to the boys before Normandy even though he was being repremanded for bitch slapping a soldier.
Also, WWII wasn’t his first taste of war, when a soldier ushually finds himself on the “front lines”. You do not become so decorated by just pointing your fingers in certain directions.
If Eisenhower would have told him “we’re not stoppin’ ’till Moscow” I doubt Patton would of taken a day off for leisure and of been in that car in the first place. Then maybe he would have died “leading a heroic charge against the enemy”

I wonder if the statistical probability of dying in a car crash in Europe circa 1945 was as high as it is today… (It very likely wasn’t, considering wartime travel restrictions, limited accessibility to automobiles and of course the dangers posed by the war itself.)
But say for the sake of argument that car accidents were a more likely cause of death (even in wartime) than getting shot out on patrol, I suppose it would then be possible to posit the statistical equivalent for each era of reincarnation. Therefore, during Patton’s presumed incarnation as a Legionnaire in Caesar’s army, he would most likely meet his end through Malaria… (Reference:http://www.innominatesociety.com/Articles/Death%20and%20Disease%20in%20Ancient%20Rome.htm)

Interesting passage from the above-cited reference about Life and Death in the Roman Empire- “According to the Romans’ sensibility, anonymity in death was the worst fate, for it was remembrance of the deceased (memoria), which secured immortality”.
If “memoria” in modern times translates to the volume of history channel documentaries made about a given figure… Than Patton is surely on the level of a demi-god… But then again, that would make Hitler the god of all gods!!! Well I guess the only choice left is to find a better way to transmit cultural memory OR we could just make more History Channel documentaries about Patton so he can kick Hitler’s ass eternally!!!

1 Patton was very much a hands on general. leading by example. “old blood and guts”. was a graduate of West Point, like Robert E. Lee and U.S. Grant, with a long lineage of relatives who participated in the American Revolution and the Civil War, and after a distinguished career fighting during WWI, garnering a number of meddles and citations, including the Purple Heart, both from the U.S. and other countries, he eventually ended up being put into a position to lead a huge force, in this case the seventh army and later third army, in WWII, which he believed was his destiny. At one point, he was also awarded the British Honorary Knight Commander of the Order of the British Crown (OBE… in essence, knighted by the British).
2. Patton did indeed die in an auto accident. However, this event happened months after the end of the war in Europe, after he led the Third Army into Berlin, ahead of British general Montgomery, to defeat Hitler first. After the war, he very much believed in a program to reconstruct Germany, and not chastise the German people just because they had poor leaders, and he stayed in Germany to spearhead the reconstruction effort. One day during this effort, he decided to take a short hunting break, with his chief of staff, for a few hours, and ended up in a head-on accident with a huge truck, which turned in front of his staff car at a narrow congested intersection, mostly congested from debris from recent bombings and mortar fire. Being in the back seat in the accident, he was thrown forward into a security barrier, separating the front seat from the back, injuring his spine and probably breaking his neck, paralyzing him from the neck down, and giving him considerable head injuries. He died of a pulmonary embolism a couple of weeks later.

It’s easy to call a dead man a coward especially if he was alive he’d choke the shit out of you people for not backing up your words. Patton was a warrior and I’m referring to no freakin movie thus is from the words of the men had fought with in battle. An old soldier a verteran, I personally spoke with an old soldier who said his actions matched his foul mouth. Etiquette wasn’t a strong suite for him. He cussed so much, the men respected him for his lack of tact yet followed him because the only thing he feared was dying before the war was finished and not the fear of dying. They would often snatch his ass down in his jeep, because bullets didn’t scare him because he believed you can’t aim and shoot by ducking.

I knew a guy in Florida many years ago,who said he was in the front lines in WWII, fighting the Germans. Suddenly he noticed the General next to him. The General asked him what the fuck was he doing there. So he asked the General, pardon me, but what the fuck are YOU doing here.